He had been heading for a haunt he used to find a good one when he wanted to be alone, after his scare up the mountain with Titania he needed a bit of alone time at least from the pack, for only a short while. He had loved the shattered coast even as a puppy. How could he not, for that was where he grew up, born in a cave by the sea, with a wooden door and floor, the only one you would find with a craft father who had a way with his hands. He had called himself a Jack of all trades once but even to this day Jiva didn’t know what that meant. Even thinking of it now as he strode on two feet, not his norm, letting Tobias rest upon his arm; he still couldn’t understand no matter how he thought of it, but one day he would learn and what would that make him? Just one more wolf knew knew an old phrase, for that’s what his dad had called it. He let his thoughts stray as he moved in the open expanse that was becoming the territory of the Shattered coast, but he still had a few miles to go before he would reach the rocky watery coastline.
Now he was just in an open meadow, the wind blew, though it was chilly the promise of spring came with it. The kind of chilly one waited for. New plants, new life new hunting. The young man smiled smelling the damp air for it had rained only lightly and it was a wonderful smell. It smelled of promises to come. Soon very soon the flowers would be out blooming, and the sun would stay with them longer to warm the days so that the wintery cold would at last be gone. Jiva didn’t mind the cold, but he loved the season of Spring for it wasn’t freezing nor was it hot, it was a time where he could just lay down and feel the utmost comfort. Yes he thought to himself as he moved through the grasses and the bird jerked from his arm and flew up, giving a quiet bird call to him letting him know he was scouting. Jiva watched the bird wishing he too could fly, then he wouldn’t be so afraid of heights. He soon was humming a melody his mother had taught him when he was a pup and moved through the grasses carefree and happy as a pup could ever be.
Image courtesy of Ed Gaillard
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